missing home : rjs

xi. hoe

okay okay okay im updating godddddddd.

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lindseys pov -

im kind of done with this town honestly. its so much drama. at my old town it was just me and my best friend hanging out all the time. and boys never liked me in colorado because im not pretty!! i decided to stay home, alone. i put on a tee shirt, nike leggings, and uggs because im a basic bitch. my phone dinged and ignored it. instead i went outside and grabbed my bike. i peddled away, to starbucks again im a basic bitch. i ordered my regular and sat down. the door bell chimed. shit, it was jacob and his girlfriend. i hide behind the table. this what I get for leaving the house on my day in, i just can't cook for shit. i just sat there, on the ground, for a good while. one of the reasons i was hiding is because me and jacob didn't end on the best terms and another reason is because i looked like i rolled out of bed and came here. they went up to the barista and ordered and of fucking course they say at the table right in front of me. to be honest i was surprised that they hadn't noticed me. then I felt my phone vibrate. it wasn't loud enough for them to boric but it still vibrated. i looked and it was from an unknown number

this is there convo

unknown number - why are you hiding behind a table ?
linds 💓 - thats not fucking creepy at all is it?
unknown number - it's jacob
linds 💓 - how the actual fuck did you get my number because i sure as hell didn't give it to you.
unknown number - hunter gave it to me.
linds 💓 - whatever. and i wasn't hiding im looking for my earring don't think so much of yourself.
unknown number - sure okay
linds 💓 - don't text me again ass hat. go fuck your girlfriend.

*contact saved as : asshole*

conversation ended

why was i such a bitch to him? i don't like fuckboys, especially fuckboys who flirt with other girls while they have a girlfriend. ive dealt with those before and they just make me mad. i probably shouldn't hate jacob as much as i do but eh. doesn't hurt me in any way. and fuckboys don't have feelings. i finally got my damn food and drink after what seemed to be an hour. i put the bag in the basket on my bike and peddled away from the fuckboy and his little hoe. because let's be real to fall for jacob. you have to be a hoe. honestly the rest of my day was anticlimactic since all i did was watch netflix and avoid my phone at all cost.

jacobs pov

i called, i facetimed, i texts and she didn't answer. she was probably avoiding me but I had to tell her i broke up with my girlfriend for her. it sounds stupid but lindseys special. and I really like her.

lindseys pov

after watching netflix for a couple hours i walked upstairs to go to sleep. i stupidly decided to check my phone. to my surprise I saw a ton of texts, calls, and facetimes from asshole. and stupidly i read them. remember how i said only a hoe would fall for a fuckboy like him?
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i guess im a hoe

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i liked this chapter. also my foots asleep ew